Freaking out when I feel like I’ve lost something I cherish,
I want it now playing on repeat in my head like I said it to a parrot,
I gave it all of me, it knows my every little secret,
I miss it more than ever I wish it was in my hands so I could read it,
Asking the lord why now, I thought your plan for me was to keep it,
But now it seems it’s vanished, & im confused, it’s hard, how can I manage?
I’ll get it back one day that’s what I have to tell myself,
If it’s meant to be I’ll see it again and it’ll be the thing that helps me take the next step.
It’ll take my out my misery cause all I need is just a little help.